#intheeyeofthebeholder

IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER

When I sit and watch TV I am bombarded by perfection…

Everybody has bright white teeth and a silky smooth complexion.

 

They live in enormous houses in the country or by the shore

all decorated by the finest designers in luxurious decors.

 

They drive cars with foreign names meant to thrill, amaze…astound

and when not behind the wheel they have a chauffeur who drives them all around.

 

But when the show is over I look around and always smile at what I see

knowing my life does not quite match the one on my TV

 

When I look into my mirror I often have to pause

because the body and complexion I see…have their share of flaws..

 

The house Deborah and I live in has never given us reason to complain

even though the laundry room remains unfinished and our street floods in the rain.

 

Our car is nice but is not the kind that will easily astound…

and there is no chauffeur waiting…who will drive us both around…

 

But I’ve come to realize something about perfection as I’ve grown a little older

Perfection, a lot like beauty, lies in the eyes of the beholder.

 

Yesterday we had lunch with some of our grandchildren and once again I was shown

despite its imperfections…how splendid my life has grown.

 

Like all families we’ve had our ups and downs…

as our family constantly transforms…

But together we have ridden those highs and weathered every storm.

 

For the most part everyone in our family is happy

For the most part we are healthy…

As I sat with our grandchildren yesterday I had to wonder…

How did I get so wealthy?

 

My life might not be TV perfect…but….I am happy to admit

 

my real world life is perfect…at least from where I sit.


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